Irondad fic ideas #151
There is a LOT of Iron Man merch out there. One day, Stark Industries comes out with a line of Iron Man themed night lights that look like arc reactors. The marketing? "For kids who are scared of the dark: Iron Man will protect you."
In completely unrelated news, a whole bunch of child abusers across the country have recently been arrested as a result of anonymous tips to local authorities.
Bonus:
It's an open secret at some point. Teens who are being abused start buying the night lights. Hell, adults start buying them. Charities pop up to cover the cost for anyone who needs it. Kids who are newly safe often send their night lights on to others ("I'm not scared of the dark anymore," they say).
Even with all of this, nobody snitches to the media or government. They all know grown-ups tend to complicate and ruin precious things.
It helps that the night lights clearly can distinguish between different types of situations. Kids whose parents need mental health or addiction support suddenly find they're being contacted by free services that actually help. If ICE is a concern, the people knocking on the door are not cops but immigrant rights activists. Kids who are hungry get food. Families who need housing support coincidentally find it.
"Iron Man will protect you," indeed.
This fic idea was inspired by this post from @fotibrit!!
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Hello. I am back. I am stressed, but under significantly less stress. Immortality on my brain, words are foggy rn. Buckle in.
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They hadn't noticed how bad it's gotten. It spread over their flesh now. Immortality comes with a cost of living indefinitely, at losing everything. Yet no one dares to think about how it does not necessarily mean immunity.
It had been a long time for Perkeo. Not even they knew when they first came to be. Time stretched and blended together when you have no use for counting it. Counting was for those who didn't have enough time after all.
But now Perkeo sits at home. Unable to do much else. Their skin had darkened significantly, changing dulling into a slightly greyish colour. The flesh sat heavily on their frame. It had gotten oh so bad. How could they have not realized?
They could feel it writhing under their skin. The sensation shooting shivers up their spine, only with the few nerves that were left undamaged. They groaned as they felt their abdominal muscles and organ walls give way, shifting out of place. It started from the inside out.
They couldn't even muster the strength to call in sick today. Well, they probably wouldn't have this position for much longer anyway. Oh, the boys will be so disappointed. You were really glad to have spent at least this much time with them. Heh, you were worried about finding someone who you wouldn't have to worry about 'having enough time'. The joy un finally discovering them must have distracted you.
You felt it years ago, but now? Now, there is no turning back. As your stomach acid pools in your gut, shredding the rest of your organs. Muscle tear with every slight movement you make. It hurts, so badly. No blade or arrow ever left you feeling like this. No other 'death' had ever left you trembling like this. But you knew death was waiting for you.
Bones snap and cartilage disintegrates, tendons ripping, blood pooling. You struggle to keep your eyes open now. It's all too much. Your vocal chords are torn from the pained whimpering you wanted to scream. Perkeos organs started failing one by one. None leading to their death, unfortunately. Liver, intestines, stomach, lungs, heart. They continued laying, with barely holding onto consciousness. Their brain had not become dysfunctional, yet. Without the incessant beating of their heart, they were left in silence. Their thoughts were a quiet buzz filling their brain. Slow, but still there nonetheless.
They need you.
You should try to get up.
Hhhnngggg owwww.
Maybe you shouldn't even bother, they'll move on!
It hurts so much.
Atleast I got to spend a bit of time with them.
You never got to say goodbye.
Your thoughts dissipate as the rot takes over. Oh? Yeah, the rot. Your body, although resilient, couldn't deal with repairing itself constantly. Especially after extreme deaths. Ones where it would have to pull together your disfigured and scattered remains. So it did a makeshift job. Just for the time being. You ignored it. Eventually, it would take over, decomposing your body from the inside out. You had essentially been a living corpse lately, worrying Sun and Moon to no end. Well, now they wouldn't need to worry, Perkeo thinks to themselves. Their body had been put through so much, this weakend state was only necessary. It would be impossible to remain in perfect condition, despite its distaste for staying dead. It would eat itself apart, until it collapsed and could rebuild from scratch. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Flesh and bone crumbled away, only to reunite, forming a "new body". A refurbished one, one that will have longer till it inevitably collapses. Before it rebuilds itself again. Thought this process takes a tremendous amount of time, as well as trial and error. Struggling to recuperate itself, Perkeos life being a test of viability. They could die hundreds, if not thousands of times before it is completely functional. This could take up to a millenium to fix. Surely, going to be terminated from their current position before the process is complete.
Their brain agonizingly started shutting down, consciousness leaving them for what will never be the last time. Their flesh begins corroding.
If only they could have found their boys sooner.
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Basically Perkeos immortality doesn't mean immunity. They will pay the price with not only pain, death, and resurrection. But their body cannot physically take the strain of healing itself. So it found a way to cope. Rotting. Decomposition doesn't mean death, it's a cycle of life. They will make it back... unfortunately the dca may never see them again.
Imagine rotting from the inside out. Feeling your body collapse and corrode around you, as your mind screams for release. Your brain can't take it. But you can never submit to death. Feeling your flesh, thick with festering bacteria, sliding on your bones, feeling trapped in the skin falling off your body. Your insides dissolving into an acidic burning concoction, sloshing around with every slight shift. Your bones, ligaments, tendons, and muscles shredding. Loosing the pretty voice so many of your friends throught the ages held dear :)
(What's bolded is my main idea, the rest is filler. I dont think it was written very well though.)
Hope you like it sunsun, I'm tired and my words don't sound right. I can't express my thoughts, but I hope atleast some of my thoughts came across.
Take a study break honey. Drink something warm, eat something healthy, go to bed, ily.🧡
Wait did I just write gore???
WHAT A HELL OF A STUDY BREAK THAT WAS HOLY FAZBEAR SUKI
I FREAKING LOVE YOUR BRAIN DO YOU KNOW THAT
I HAND YOU SMALL SILLY THINGS AND YOU GRAB AND BREAK AND TWIST THEM INTO A BLOODY AGONIZING PATHETIC MESS AND I LIVE FOR IT
ALSO THAT'S SO GODDAMN SAD WHAT
NOOOOOOO GIVE MY BABY THEIR FRIENDS BACK THEY JUST GOT THEM 💀
I GIVE YOU AN UNBREAKABLE TOY AND YOU FIND EVERY WAY YOU COULD POSSIBLY USE TO BREAK THEM, STARS
God imagine if they came to find you somehow
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luke is getting his ass back… it’s over for ashton
ok so earlier today i got an ask that was like "what's something you've wanted to rant about but haven't been given the chance to" so i'm gonna cash in my chip w/ this one because this ask made me furious on multiple levels <3
firstly, the whole "luke lost his ass" shtick is fucking stupid as piss and i don't want to hear any of you talking about it (because ive heard?? several of you do it??). it's rude, weird, untrue, inappropriate, and it's also simply not funny <3 how can his ass come back if it never fucking went anywhere? why do you think it's even a good joke to make? Quit that shit now.
secondly, "it's over for ashton" dude ?? fr ?? i dont know why you think it's appropriate in any facet to try and put down another member of the band (especially THIS member of the band to THIS blog user) and try to say one of them has "superior" features?? ashton's ass is great, luke's ass is great, everybody's ass is great, can you please shut the fuck up and just appreciate all the ass the band has to offer?? bc, i promise, it's a lot of great ass!!
thirdly, why did you send this to an ashton blog? if you want to make a joke, consider learning how to be funny! and the first step to that is knowing your fucking audience!!
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